Hello, John and Doves,
Here is a glimpse of St.
Thomas (Episcopal) Church in New York City.
And here is a sense of being
there:
Don't click on the advert on
top of the page--it won't go away.
Mike C.
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Clay
Cantrell (14 Jan 2012)
"Dream of the
Toxic Flying Ship"
Readers-
During the morning of January 13th, 2012 I had a long and
complex dream which I submit for your review.
In the dream I was with a group of people, whom I did not
know. Adults and kids, both. The scenario was that some
kind of alien ship had was flying in the skies of what I
thought was the Northeastern USA. This ship was not of any
known human technology, at least in my opinion. The shape
I cannot draw, but it seemed long with an oval top to it.
It was flying VERY slowly and was flying very low. It was
silent.
The underneath side of the ship was covered in some kind
of toxic white powder (?) and wherever the ship flew, what
ever was under the ship became toxic. I have no idea what
it was, but it contaminated everything under it. It must
have been chemical agent of some kind? My impression was
that it was not spraying anything, but somehow this toxic
powder (?) was coming off the ship and it was dangerous,
and that this ship was doing this on purpose. We were in
the path of the ship and things that had been contaminated
were in a special solution or 'bath' in an attempt to
detox them. I saw what seemed to be a drydocked boat
someone owned, that they had filled with some solution (?)
and objects were sitting in this solution to detox them.
It was my impression that this was futile.
The whole country was tracking the ship's path, where it
had been and where it was going. People were listening to
broadcasts about it, and very scared and nervous. I was in
a room with a large group of people and we were working at
a large table on which were maps and charts tracking the
path of the ship; where it had been and where it might go.
I was nervous in the dream also. People were hoping to not
be in it's path. If you were in it's path, you were in
trouble.
It was a very bright sunny afternoon, maybe summer. It was
hot about 3pm. we were outside at one point. A family
member of mine was in the dream, who has been dead for
many years. He sat on the ground reading a newspaper,
flanked by two kids. I was standing up in front of him. He
put the newspaper down and put his right hand over his
eyes and started to cry. I asked him "Whats the matter?"
He responded ...
"Two dead .... St. Thomas Cathedral...."
He was crying and couldn't seem to finish his statement,
but my clear impression was that this Cathedral had been
destroyed. That there was more to the account than what he
told me.
I woke up at that point, pretty unnerved actually.
I googled St. Thomas Cathedral, and found that there
really is such a cathedral in downtown New York City, USA.
I've never heard of the place, nor did I know anything
about it.
I post this dream because of it's detail and length, but
I'm not saying it's from the Lord. Also, I've had dreams
with this particular family member in them before, and I
pay attention to all of them. I've never had a dream about
any alien anything.